I feel...

As I feel the wind stroking my hair,
I feel it say that all is just fine,
I close my eyes to experience peace,
Groomed hair flows to a carefree tune,
The tune of the silent wind.

As I feel a comforting cool,
I feel it say that all is just fine,
I smell the sweetest scent,
Expensive perfume lost to the fragrance,
The fragrance of nothingness.

I feel my awakened senses,
I feel my existence,
And I wonder hard,
Should I just feel grateful for what I feel,
Or remember and not forget to feel the pain.